Sneakerboxes (ft. Chip Gnarly / Big Sik)

Phone number, email all your information

Packs conversation just to get the confirmation

Take her to the crib lay her down like a patient

Beat it up and send her back to you

Big meevs I'm the high hot fella'

Top Gun bomb her in a 5 o clock shadow

Baby hop on I'm a be your saddle

Car got bumped take a ride on a camel

Got sneaker boxes filled up in my closet

Never so dope but I'm good with this rhyming

Got my own label don't ask me who I'm signed with

I'm in the penny nigga ask me who I'm signing

Getting racks out in sunny LA

Flipping raps like my nigga serving Jay

Put it in the pot stir it up make it shake

Bag it up put it on the streets, nigga let's get paid

Sneakers boxes filled up to the top

With notes just being broke just wasn't an option

I get paid, homie I get paid

Fuck what y'all talking 'bout

Fuck is y'all talking about

Night time the beamer filled like a spaceship

First thing your bitch need is a facelift

Homie copy my triple beam why she weight lift

Might've cost 'em a couple beans but it's case lift

Hey on five been laying on the yack

That's how players move by the time I'm destined off my drink

I can make the news 20 niggas out here in the way man I ain't attuned

Thirsty for the shine got me tryin' to be amazing too

Told you to the game I'm glued I'm posted with my 10 4

That choke up in your chest know you ain't smoking on pretendo

Bumping indoor we 'bout the glory sneakers mine's a salvatore

Fresh before the rap shit don't you dare go get no status for it

You mean I'm probably in the wood

Stuck up in the booth now let me on 'em

Name a nigga like me pimpin' hoes with the semi auto

Take the penny road broke I can't affiliate

You broke go try to mainstream I'm Lil Wayne affiliate

My step fresh my rich froze hit your bitch like 10 4

Her friends say I'm like this say

My eyes low my 10 shades

Word around she can't get my icy heart she Kim Kard

White flow she Kim Kard get it watch me blow hard

I swim to it 10 hoes go deep when a bitch in my ten hoes

Got twelve bars got hundreds on me

That's a dope flow I tell honey on me

Don't trick though it's your bitch though

I knock her down this tempo

She go excelo no limbo

But the bitch start shaking in my limbo no door

No words see that I flow oh that all hoe

We fuck around I get so cold

I take this goal in this little door

No mercy, ain't notice

I'm in the ginny with your lotus

And she on it straight up

Took your miss, then I gotta pay 'em

Sneakers boxes filled up to the top

With notes just being broke just wasn't an option

I get paid, homie I get paid

Fuck what y'all talking 'bout

Fuck is y'all talking about